Tuesday, February 20, 2018

When people don't call me out on my whining...

This foggy, rainy day isn't helping my blues: (i) I'm home with a sick Nu (ii) At is about to board a plane wearing his beautiful brown skin and his proud beard and looking like Trump's nightmare (iii) the Parkland kids are making me cry/rage (iv) At is headed for St. Louis, so Michael Brown is on my mind a bit more than usual.